In the midst of a drought, the Lubbock, Texas city council and county commission are expected to adopt resolutions asking residents there to pray for rain. Here’s what amuses me about this: if they adopted a resolution asking Indian leaders to come to city hall to perform a rain dance, the good Christian folk would condemn that as superstitious nonsense. And so it is, in both cases.

Damn, they TOLD the people to pray, so everyone knows that prayer is going on? The latest and best science on praying showed that you didn’t hurt anything until you TOLD people you were praying for them. Now because we all know, the drought will be extended. Good job, Lubbock!

I grew up a little over 2 hours south of Lubbock. I’ve made a vow never to go to Texas Tech, simply because it’s in Lubbock.

My favorite quote about Lubbock comes from songwriter Butch Hancock.

Life in Lubbock, Texas, taught me two things: One is that God loves you and you’re going to burn in hell. The other is that sex is the most awful, filthy thing on earth and you should save it for someone you love.